Chapter 164
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At seven o'clock in the morning, South Shark Island, the sky gradually clear up, night is replaced by day, the sky is still under a little bit of light rain, the wind is much smaller. -Jamilda-xs63
you can also see the traces of the storm everywhere. There are some messy broken branches, leaves, plastic bags, and all kinds of unknown debris.
Song Wen called out: "Si Yu. Come here and have a look! "
Lu Siyu was standing tall and wearing a green raincoat. He raised his head slightly and didn't know what he was thinking. He looked thin and lonely, like a spirit in the mountains. Those burned out black flakes and dust scattered around him, like black butterflies from hell.
Song Wen found some traces in front of him. He called Lu Siyu and looked up to see him standing alone in the ruins and light rain in his raincoat.
If all this is man-made, then who caused it? Is the killer dead or alive? What kind of mood does that person have to let such a tragedy happen?
He was surrounded by ruins, burned to the end by the fire, leaving only black charcoal. He could smell the smell of burning in his nose. Lu Siyu's eyes swept through the ruins without missing any clues.
The fire engulfed two lives, although the two people are not good, but this kind of death is still lamentable.
They were in such a fire yesterday, and now they are still scared in retrospect.
The early morning sun shines down on his pretty face, and the raindrops fall on his hand holding the camera, which makes him feel cool.
The sound of the rain is too thin to be heard, and the sound of the waves is gradually clear.
He looked around to quiet himself.
Lu Siyu walked all the way back to the storage room, which should be the core location of the crime.
Most of the corridor collapsed. The main beam that fell to the ground yesterday was burned to a piece of carbon black, and the ground was very messy.
The whole scene was almost checked, and Lu Siyu walked back along the corridor.
The main body of the cake house is relatively intact. The colored lights fall to the ground, and several sofas are too burned to distinguish the original color.
In addition to the back of a few rooms, the front of the place burned relatively light.
Further on, it is the place where Song Wen broke into yesterday.
Two people out of the children's room, not far from the kitchen, Song Wen pointed to one of the tables, said: "I found that girl here last night."
"These paintings..." Song Wen always felt that painting could reflect the painter's own mood. He pointed and Lu Siyu took these two pictures.
The next painting had been burned to a corner. It was covered with red paint. It looked like blood and fire. Next to it was a man in death's clothes, with a long sickle in his hand.
In the first picture, there are many people, each with his eyes closed and his mouth against the balloon, with a man laughing.
These two paintings seem to be connected with the paintings in the outer hall, but the contents of the paintings are not so beautiful.
Song Wen also went over and flipped a few times, out of which fell two paintings. Because of yesterday's fire, these two paintings have been scorched around,
Lu Siyu goes to the desk in the house again. There are some primary school textbooks and extracurricular books on the desk. Because of the explosion and typhoon, they are in disorder everywhere.
The roof here is relatively complete. There are limited wet places in the house. There are no footprints and effective traces on the ground.
If you have enough time to wear shoes, the traces of quilts will not have enough reference value.
Lu Si said: "it seems that there is enough time. We can't rule out misjudgment. After all, these traces can only play an auxiliary role in reasoning."
Song Wen recalled the details and said, "it's dressed."
Lu Siyu took the picture, looked at the ground and asked Song Wen, "when you rescued her yesterday, was she wearing shoes?"
For a moment, song Wenzi responded: "it may be a long time."
Song Wen also understood that when he was awakened from a deep sleep, his first reaction was to lift up the quilt and get out of bed. At this time, although the quilt was a bit messy, the corner of the quilt was flat on the bed, which seemed a little cautious.
Lu Si language nods: "this bed is a bit neat, not quite like someone to sleep after midnight to get up in a hurry."
Song Wen asked, "is there a problem?"
At this time on the bed, the sheets and bedding were messy, there were some burning marks, and there were some black fragments and some ashes on them. But Lu Siyu took a few pictures with a faint sound.
Next to the tool box, and further outside, there is a small room. At this time, the door is half open, and some pink decorations can be seen in the unburned area. It seems that this is the children's room where girls sleep. It's really close to the back kitchen and the front hall. Because of this, the little girl survived.
It is obvious that the saw has been cleaned repeatedly, but the marks on the saw are difficult to completely eliminate. After inspection, we can confirm whether the cake shop has anything to do with the missing girl.Song Wen said: "let me remember. When the police come back here, let them test whether there are blood stains and fingerprints on it."
In other words, if the girl's disappearance has something to do with the cake shop, the saw in front of her may be the murder weapon of the corpse.
Lu Siyu explained: "when I was in school, I once did a subject experiment. The teacher took us to use different saws to cut the bones of the corpse to summarize what kind of traces would be left. The bone saw wound on the seaside bone should have been left by this kind of saw... "
Song Wen nodded.
Lu Siyu looked up and said, "do you remember the bone we found by the sea?"
Song Wen was puzzled: "what is this thing?"
Then Lu Siyu took some pictures of a saw inside.
Song Wen is about to close the door, Lu Si language called: "wait a minute."
Lu Siyu walks and takes pictures with his camera. They pass by a small cabinet like storage room. Song Wen opens the door and looks at it. It's all mops, brooms, tool boxes and so on.
Seeing this, Song Wen summed up: "it's not like a short circuit or an ordinary accident. Now I'm more and more curious about how the explosion happened? Can't it be that woman who sleeps in the middle of the night and gets up and lights her house? "
Lu Siyu gave a sound and photographed all the traces.
There are still some things in the room that haven't been burned out. He pointed to several silver bullets that had been opened on the ground and said, "it seems that they are also smoking laughing gas..."
Song Wen carefully went into the room to have a look, and concluded: "there are two pillows on the bed. This one is the master bedroom. There are women's clothes in the wardrobe. The dormitory next door is almost empty. Maybe after the original boss died, Yang Ling and Yan Min lived together."
Then he looked at the dead man's eyes, "there are goose claw marks caused by closed eyes in the outer corner of the eye, and there is no smoke in the cornea. It should be that he met a fire before he died. He was in the burned area of the fire, and the fire and toxic gas soon led to his death."
Lu Siyu took several pictures before and after, then squatted down to look at the body: "the hair of the dead curled, because of the fire."
After the explosion, the fire soon reached here, his body was not wearing shoes, crawling on the ground, only a little trace of struggle.
Lu Siyu and Song Wen enter a nearby room, in which there is a double bed. On the side of the room, there is a small bathroom. At this time, there is a corpse lying on the ground, which is obviously not as badly burned as the storeroom. Although the dead person is beyond recognition, from the rest of his hair and clothes, we can see that the dead person should be the one they have seen before Yang Ling, a cake maker.
The storage room is located at the back of the whole cake shop. After two people have checked this place, they come to the front again. It is obvious that the residential area is in front of them, and the excessive area is not as large as it looked last night. In order to protect the scene, Lu Siyu took out the shoe cover and handed it to Song Wen.
Lu Si language also some think not to understand, open mouth way: "perhaps is to have what special purpose?"
Song Wen also touched some flour with his hand and felt it. The texture was flour. He wondered, "why don't you store the flour in the flour bag and put it in these buckets? Is it for making cakes? "
Lu Siyu touched some of it with his fingers this time and smelled it: "he shook his head. It's not the thing you think, maybe it's flour."
Is this cake shop selling other contraband besides laughing gas?
Song Wen's eyebrows also wrinkled: "isn't it?" -Jamilda-xs63
Lu Siyu didn't answer, and he poked his finger down again. Under the dark color, some white powder appeared on the edge of the bottom of the barrel.
Song Wen saw that his expression had changed. He bowed his head and asked him, "what is it?"
Lu Siyu's heart moved when he heard what he said. He picked up a larger piece of plastic, reached out and brushed away the black carbon on the surface, touched what was left in it, took it to his nose, smelled it, and frowned.
Song Wen thought about how to express it: "it's like the small bucket that children use when they play with sand." then he observed again, "it may also be the abrasive tool needed to make cakes."
What is Lu Siyu
Song Wen leaned over to have a look: "this color seems to remind me of something..."
After high temperature, the plastic had been burned to deformation, almost melted, and turned into some strange round cakes. For a moment, he was not sure what it was before it was burned at high temperature. If it was a plastic basin, it would not feel so small.
The scene was very messy, but the plastic blocks still caught his attention.
Lu Siyu let out a sound. He took some pictures and looked around. Finally, his eyes fell on some pieces of plastic in the ruins.
-Jamida-xs63
if the fire is caused by the short circuit of the wires, then the victims should all sleep in bed. The explosion happened suddenly and violently, even if they ran from the house to check, it was too late.Song Wen looked down at the corpse and said, "her corpse is in this position. I suspect that the fire was not accidentally lit, but because of what she did, which led to the explosion..."
The ruins can be vaguely identified as some bags containing coffee powder, sugar powder, flour and other materials, as well as packages containing nitrous oxide and balloons. But all the things inside have been destroyed by fire and explosion.
Lu Siyu looked around and said, "maybe it's to check if there's water in the storage room..." Then he added, "a lot of the bread making materials are afraid of water. Maybe there are other possibilities, such as what voice or person she was led here by. "
He was a little puzzled and said, "the power was cut off very early in the typhoon last night. She was not sleeping in the house this evening. What did she do here?"
Then Song Wen began to look around again. This storeroom is located at the back of the whole cake house. It is an independent building, at least five meters away from the residential area.
Song Wen had seen people burned to death before, but none of them burned so seriously. It's hard to imagine that yesterday's landlady had shrunk into such a small group.
When Lu Siyu finished, he looked at the hands of the dead, which were in the shape of fistfight. This was because the muscles contracted and flexed when the whole body was carbonized. It looked like the defensive posture of the boxer in the competition. This was one of the characteristics of high temperature burning, but it could not help to judge whether they were burned before or after death.
The mouth of the deceased was burned and deformed, so it was difficult to see the inner larynx without autopsy. He opened his mouth and concluded: "it was preliminarily determined that the explosion was the cause of death, and then the corpse was burned, and the specific autopsy was also needed..."
"Because of the long-term high temperature carbonization, the body length has been shortened. The dead is a woman, so it should be Yan min..." Lu Siyu looked at the corpse carefully, took some pictures, and then stretched out his gloved hand to check the nose and mouth of the corpse. The corpse was burnt black and hard to touch. It was very difficult to move and check.
Lu Siyu went to check. This is the first body they found. Because of the explosion and fire, the whole body was black and charcoal, which was not complete. However, some features could be identified from the appearance of the body.
Song Wen moved away a fallen wooden beam. The ash from the burnt wooden beam sent a smell of burnt paste. Song Wen choked and coughed twice: "here, there is a corpse!" Then he squatted down and observed carefully, "the body doesn't look too big..."
Lu Siyu looked at the corner, there are some places that have not been burned out, and some pieces of packing boxes: "this should be a place to store materials, and also a place to store a lot of nitrous oxide."
The fire has burned the place down, the small storage room has almost collapsed, and only some metal supports remain upright.
Two men went to the core of the explosion and combustion, which is the storage room behind the cake house.
Because of this, the island is far away from the city, away from pollution, can retain the most primitive style.
In case of fire and other accidents, it is too late for rescue and medical treatment. Even communication is easy to be limited, so many young people choose to leave here and go to big cities. This is one of the reasons why there are fewer and fewer Islanders.
It's a joke. The environment of the island is relatively closed and there are few people. There are no convenient transportation in some cities or on land.
Song Wen almost spewed out a mouthful of blood and said, "well, you're cruel enough. I want to live a few more years..."
Lu Siyu put down the camera, and there was no expression on Junxiu's face: "I also like to see stories about the island." Then he recalled, "at that time, the most impressive ones were" no one survived "," big escape "and" the whole story of jinfunan murder "...."
While looking for clues, Song Wen broke the silence and said: "I used to like watching some movies about the island. I saw" closed island "from" island horror ". When I came to the B & B yesterday, I thought that the B & B looks very warm. Except for the couple, all the other tourists are quite reliable. I didn't expect such a thing happened that night. "
He thought the cake house was not big before, but now it is not small. The area of several hundred square meters is in ruins, leaving a trace of excessive fire. Only the two of them are here to investigate.
Lu Siyu took the camera with the telephoto lens removed. When he saw something from time to time, he took a picture. When he pressed the shutter with his finger, the camera made a clear click.
With the dawn, countless seabirds wake up and make all kinds of calls.
Until now, the signal has not been recovered.
The light rain is still falling. They put on their raincoats and step on the scorched earth through their shoes. They can still feel some burning heat. When they step forward, they will hear a creaking sound.
The two of them are still in the middle of the fire this morning, where the fire was burning before, but now it is bleak and silent.
As soon as they wake up, Lu Siyu and Song Wen go straight here. In order to investigate the scene, Lu Siyu specially takes his newly bought and expensive camera.
The previous explosion was sudden and strange. After discussion, they decided to come and check the scene of the explosion.The island is also a difficult point of supervision. Some people often use the island to commit some illegal acts. Before that, there were some cases of using the island to smuggle animals and drugs. The laughing gas sold in the cake house also made a hole.
Because the distance is too far and the traffic is inconvenient, we often wait for the policemen to come. The criminal behavior has ended. If we have to stop sailing in a strong wind and have no time to arrive at the scene, the traces will disappear and the useful information can not be extracted, making it more difficult to solve the case.
The police force on this island is insufficient. Often a few policemen are responsible for managing more than ten islands, which is called Island patrol. They can only travel between the islands by boat. The island police often need to ride in small boats, toss in the wind and waves, and sometimes crouch in the rough waves.
The rampant wind and rain is undoubtedly adding insult to injury. Many things on the scene have been wet by the rain, and many traces have also been damaged.
Yesterday's fire burned for three hours, most of the combustible materials in the cake house were burned out, and then the fire was completely extinguished. The burnt earth left a piece of black and white smoke in some places.
Lu Siyu walked quickly through the ruins and came to Song Wen. When he passed by a mess, Song Wen held out his hand and gave him a hand.
The two men went to the place where there was less fire in front of them. Lu Siyu followed Song Wen's eyes and looked at the traces left on the ground in front of him. They were some white shallow traces, which were hard to find if he didn't look carefully.
After a moment's silence, Lu Si said, "I think it should be certain now that this is a well planned murder..."
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At seven o'clock in the morning, South Shark Island, the sky gradually clear up, night is replaced by day, the sky is still under a little bit of light rain, the wind is much smaller. -Jamilda-xs63
you can also see the traces of the storm everywhere. There are some messy broken branches, leaves, plastic bags, and all kinds of unknown debris.
Song Wen called out: "Si Yu. Come here and have a look! "
Lu Siyu was standing tall and wearing a green raincoat. He raised his head slightly and didn't know what he was thinking. He looked thin and lonely, like a spirit in the mountains. Those burned out black flakes and dust scattered around him, like black butterflies from hell.
Song Wen found some traces in front of him. He called Lu Siyu and looked up to see him standing alone in the ruins and light rain in his raincoat.
If all this is man-made, then who caused it? Is the killer dead or alive? What kind of mood does that person have to let such a tragedy happen?
He was surrounded by ruins, burned to the end by the fire, leaving only black charcoal. He could smell the smell of burning in his nose. Lu Siyu's eyes swept through the ruins without missing any clues.
The fire engulfed two lives, although the two people are not good, but this kind of death is still lamentable.
They were in such a fire yesterday, and now they are still scared in retrospect.
The early morning sun shines down on his pretty face, and the raindrops fall on his hand holding the camera, which makes him feel cool.
The sound of the rain is too thin to be heard, and the sound of the waves is gradually clear.
He looked around to quiet himself.
Lu Siyu walked all the way back to the storage room, which should be the core location of the crime.
Most of the corridor collapsed. The main beam that fell to the ground yesterday was burned to a piece of carbon black, and the ground was very messy.
The whole scene was almost checked, and Lu Siyu walked back along the corridor.
The main body of the cake house is relatively intact. The colored lights fall to the ground, and several sofas are too burned to distinguish the original color.
In addition to the back of a few rooms, the front of the place burned relatively light.
Further on, it is the place where Song Wen broke into yesterday.
Two people out of the children's room, not far from the kitchen, Song Wen pointed to one of the tables, said: "I found that girl here last night."
"These paintings..." Song Wen always felt that painting could reflect the painter's own mood. He pointed and Lu Siyu took these two pictures.
The next painting had been burned to a corner. It was covered with red paint. It looked like blood and fire. Next to it was a man in death's clothes, with a long sickle in his hand.
In the first picture, there are many people, each with his eyes closed and his mouth against the balloon, with a man laughing.
These two paintings seem to be connected with the paintings in the outer hall, but the contents of the paintings are not so beautiful.
Song Wen also went over and flipped a few times, out of which fell two paintings. Because of yesterday's fire, these two paintings have been scorched around,
Lu Siyu goes to the desk in the house again. There are some primary school textbooks and extracurricular books on the desk. Because of the explosion and typhoon, they are in disorder everywhere.
The roof here is relatively complete. There are limited wet places in the house. There are no footprints and effective traces on the ground.
If you have enough time to wear shoes, the traces of quilts will not have enough reference value.
Lu Si said: "it seems that there is enough time. We can't rule out misjudgment. After all, these traces can only play an auxiliary role in reasoning."
Song Wen recalled the details and said, "it's dressed."
Lu Siyu took the picture, looked at the ground and asked Song Wen, "when you rescued her yesterday, was she wearing shoes?"
For a moment, song Wenzi responded: "it may be a long time."
Song Wen also understood that when he was awakened from a deep sleep, his first reaction was to lift up the quilt and get out of bed. At this time, although the quilt was a bit messy, the corner of the quilt was flat on the bed, which seemed a little cautious.
Lu Si language nods: "this bed is a bit neat, not quite like someone to sleep after midnight to get up in a hurry."
Song Wen asked, "is there a problem?"
At this time on the bed, the sheets and bedding were messy, there were some burning marks, and there were some black fragments and some ashes on them. But Lu Siyu took a few pictures with a faint sound.
Next to the tool box, and further outside, there is a small room. At this time, the door is half open, and some pink decorations can be seen in the unburned area. It seems that this is the children's room where girls sleep. It's really close to the back kitchen and the front hall. Because of this, the little girl survived.
It is obvious that the saw has been cleaned repeatedly, but the marks on the saw are difficult to completely eliminate. After inspection, we can confirm whether the cake shop has anything to do with the missing girl.Song Wen said: "let me remember. When the police come back here, let them test whether there are blood stains and fingerprints on it."
In other words, if the girl's disappearance has something to do with the cake shop, the saw in front of her may be the murder weapon of the corpse.
Lu Siyu explained: "when I was in school, I once did a subject experiment. The teacher took us to use different saws to cut the bones of the corpse to summarize what kind of traces would be left. The bone saw wound on the seaside bone should have been left by this kind of saw... "
Song Wen nodded.
Lu Siyu looked up and said, "do you remember the bone we found by the sea?"
Song Wen was puzzled: "what is this thing?"
Then Lu Siyu took some pictures of a saw inside.
Song Wen is about to close the door, Lu Si language called: "wait a minute."
Lu Siyu walks and takes pictures with his camera. They pass by a small cabinet like storage room. Song Wen opens the door and looks at it. It's all mops, brooms, tool boxes and so on.
Seeing this, Song Wen summed up: "it's not like a short circuit or an ordinary accident. Now I'm more and more curious about how the explosion happened? Can't it be that woman who sleeps in the middle of the night and gets up and lights her house? "
Lu Siyu gave a sound and photographed all the traces.
There are still some things in the room that haven't been burned out. He pointed to several silver bullets that had been opened on the ground and said, "it seems that they are also smoking laughing gas..."
Song Wen carefully went into the room to have a look, and concluded: "there are two pillows on the bed. This one is the master bedroom. There are women's clothes in the wardrobe. The dormitory next door is almost empty. Maybe after the original boss died, Yang Ling and Yan Min lived together."
Then he looked at the dead man's eyes, "there are goose claw marks caused by closed eyes in the outer corner of the eye, and there is no smoke in the cornea. It should be that he met a fire before he died. He was in the burned area of the fire, and the fire and toxic gas soon led to his death."
Lu Siyu took several pictures before and after, then squatted down to look at the body: "the hair of the dead curled, because of the fire."
After the explosion, the fire soon reached here, his body was not wearing shoes, crawling on the ground, only a little trace of struggle.
Lu Siyu and Song Wen enter a nearby room, in which there is a double bed. On the side of the room, there is a small bathroom. At this time, there is a corpse lying on the ground, which is obviously not as badly burned as the storeroom. Although the dead person is beyond recognition, from the rest of his hair and clothes, we can see that the dead person should be the one they have seen before Yang Ling, a cake maker.
The storage room is located at the back of the whole cake shop. After two people have checked this place, they come to the front again. It is obvious that the residential area is in front of them, and the excessive area is not as large as it looked last night. In order to protect the scene, Lu Siyu took out the shoe cover and handed it to Song Wen.
Lu Si language also some think not to understand, open mouth way: "perhaps is to have what special purpose?"
Song Wen also touched some flour with his hand and felt it. The texture was flour. He wondered, "why don't you store the flour in the flour bag and put it in these buckets? Is it for making cakes? "
Lu Siyu touched some of it with his fingers this time and smelled it: "he shook his head. It's not the thing you think, maybe it's flour."
Is this cake shop selling other contraband besides laughing gas?
Song Wen's eyebrows also wrinkled: "isn't it?" -Jamilda-xs63
Lu Siyu didn't answer, and he poked his finger down again. Under the dark color, some white powder appeared on the edge of the bottom of the barrel.
Song Wen saw that his expression had changed. He bowed his head and asked him, "what is it?"
Lu Siyu's heart moved when he heard what he said. He picked up a larger piece of plastic, reached out and brushed away the black carbon on the surface, touched what was left in it, took it to his nose, smelled it, and frowned.
Song Wen thought about how to express it: "it's like the small bucket that children use when they play with sand." then he observed again, "it may also be the abrasive tool needed to make cakes."
What is Lu Siyu
Song Wen leaned over to have a look: "this color seems to remind me of something..."
After high temperature, the plastic had been burned to deformation, almost melted, and turned into some strange round cakes. For a moment, he was not sure what it was before it was burned at high temperature. If it was a plastic basin, it would not feel so small.
The scene was very messy, but the plastic blocks still caught his attention.
Lu Siyu let out a sound. He took some pictures and looked around. Finally, his eyes fell on some pieces of plastic in the ruins.
-Jamida-xs63
if the fire is caused by the short circuit of the wires, then the victims should all sleep in bed. The explosion happened suddenly and violently, even if they ran from the house to check, it was too late.Song Wen looked down at the corpse and said, "her corpse is in this position. I suspect that the fire was not accidentally lit, but because of what she did, which led to the explosion..."
The ruins can be vaguely identified as some bags containing coffee powder, sugar powder, flour and other materials, as well as packages containing nitrous oxide and balloons. But all the things inside have been destroyed by fire and explosion.
Lu Siyu looked around and said, "maybe it's to check if there's water in the storage room..." Then he added, "a lot of the bread making materials are afraid of water. Maybe there are other possibilities, such as what voice or person she was led here by. "
He was a little puzzled and said, "the power was cut off very early in the typhoon last night. She was not sleeping in the house this evening. What did she do here?"
Then Song Wen began to look around again. This storeroom is located at the back of the whole cake house. It is an independent building, at least five meters away from the residential area.
Song Wen had seen people burned to death before, but none of them burned so seriously. It's hard to imagine that yesterday's landlady had shrunk into such a small group.
When Lu Siyu finished, he looked at the hands of the dead, which were in the shape of fistfight. This was because the muscles contracted and flexed when the whole body was carbonized. It looked like the defensive posture of the boxer in the competition. This was one of the characteristics of high temperature burning, but it could not help to judge whether they were burned before or after death.
The mouth of the deceased was burned and deformed, so it was difficult to see the inner larynx without autopsy. He opened his mouth and concluded: "it was preliminarily determined that the explosion was the cause of death, and then the corpse was burned, and the specific autopsy was also needed..."
"Because of the long-term high temperature carbonization, the body length has been shortened. The dead is a woman, so it should be Yan min..." Lu Siyu looked at the corpse carefully, took some pictures, and then stretched out his gloved hand to check the nose and mouth of the corpse. The corpse was burnt black and hard to touch. It was very difficult to move and check.
Lu Siyu went to check. This is the first body they found. Because of the explosion and fire, the whole body was black and charcoal, which was not complete. However, some features could be identified from the appearance of the body.
Song Wen moved away a fallen wooden beam. The ash from the burnt wooden beam sent a smell of burnt paste. Song Wen choked and coughed twice: "here, there is a corpse!" Then he squatted down and observed carefully, "the body doesn't look too big..."
Lu Siyu looked at the corner, there are some places that have not been burned out, and some pieces of packing boxes: "this should be a place to store materials, and also a place to store a lot of nitrous oxide."
The fire has burned the place down, the small storage room has almost collapsed, and only some metal supports remain upright.
Two men went to the core of the explosion and combustion, which is the storage room behind the cake house.
Because of this, the island is far away from the city, away from pollution, can retain the most primitive style.
In case of fire and other accidents, it is too late for rescue and medical treatment. Even communication is easy to be limited, so many young people choose to leave here and go to big cities. This is one of the reasons why there are fewer and fewer Islanders.
It's a joke. The environment of the island is relatively closed and there are few people. There are no convenient transportation in some cities or on land.
Song Wen almost spewed out a mouthful of blood and said, "well, you're cruel enough. I want to live a few more years..."
Lu Siyu put down the camera, and there was no expression on Junxiu's face: "I also like to see stories about the island." Then he recalled, "at that time, the most impressive ones were" no one survived "," big escape "and" the whole story of jinfunan murder "...."
While looking for clues, Song Wen broke the silence and said: "I used to like watching some movies about the island. I saw" closed island "from" island horror ". When I came to the B & B yesterday, I thought that the B & B looks very warm. Except for the couple, all the other tourists are quite reliable. I didn't expect such a thing happened that night. "
He thought the cake house was not big before, but now it is not small. The area of several hundred square meters is in ruins, leaving a trace of excessive fire. Only the two of them are here to investigate.
Lu Siyu took the camera with the telephoto lens removed. When he saw something from time to time, he took a picture. When he pressed the shutter with his finger, the camera made a clear click.
With the dawn, countless seabirds wake up and make all kinds of calls.
Until now, the signal has not been recovered.
The light rain is still falling. They put on their raincoats and step on the scorched earth through their shoes. They can still feel some burning heat. When they step forward, they will hear a creaking sound.
The two of them are still in the middle of the fire this morning, where the fire was burning before, but now it is bleak and silent.
As soon as they wake up, Lu Siyu and Song Wen go straight here. In order to investigate the scene, Lu Siyu specially takes his newly bought and expensive camera.
The previous explosion was sudden and strange. After discussion, they decided to come and check the scene of the explosion.The island is also a difficult point of supervision. Some people often use the island to commit some illegal acts. Before that, there were some cases of using the island to smuggle animals and drugs. The laughing gas sold in the cake house also made a hole.
Because the distance is too far and the traffic is inconvenient, we often wait for the policemen to come. The criminal behavior has ended. If we have to stop sailing in a strong wind and have no time to arrive at the scene, the traces will disappear and the useful information can not be extracted, making it more difficult to solve the case.
The police force on this island is insufficient. Often a few policemen are responsible for managing more than ten islands, which is called Island patrol. They can only travel between the islands by boat. The island police often need to ride in small boats, toss in the wind and waves, and sometimes crouch in the rough waves.
The rampant wind and rain is undoubtedly adding insult to injury. Many things on the scene have been wet by the rain, and many traces have also been damaged.
Yesterday's fire burned for three hours, most of the combustible materials in the cake house were burned out, and then the fire was completely extinguished. The burnt earth left a piece of black and white smoke in some places.
Lu Siyu walked quickly through the ruins and came to Song Wen. When he passed by a mess, Song Wen held out his hand and gave him a hand.
The two men went to the place where there was less fire in front of them. Lu Siyu followed Song Wen's eyes and looked at the traces left on the ground in front of him. They were some white shallow traces, which were hard to find if he didn't look carefully.
After a moment's silence, Lu Si said, "I think it should be certain now that this is a well planned murder..."
At seven o'clock in the morning, South Shark Island, the sky gradually clear up, night is replaced by day, the sky is still under a little bit of light rain, the wind is much smaller. -Jamilda-xs63 you can also see the traces of the storm everywhere. There are some messy broken branches, leaves, plastic bags, and all kinds of unknown debris. Song Wen called out: "Si Yu. Come here and have a look! " Lu Siyu was standing tall and wearing a green raincoat. He raised his head slightly and didn't know what he was thinking. He looked thin and lonely, like a spirit in the mountains. Those burned out black flakes and dust scattered around him, like black butterflies from hell. Song Wen found some traces in front of him. He called Lu Siyu and looked up to see him standing alone in the ruins and light rain in his raincoat. If all this is man-made, then who caused it? Is the killer dead or alive? What kind of mood does that person have to let such a tragedy happen? He was surrounded by ruins, burned to the end by the fire, leaving only black charcoal. He could smell the smell of burning in his nose. Lu Siyu's eyes swept through the ruins without missing any clues. The fire engulfed two lives, although the two people are not good, but this kind of death is still lamentable. They were in such a fire yesterday, and now they are still scared in retrospect. The early morning sun shines down on his pretty face, and the raindrops fall on his hand holding the camera, which makes him feel cool. The sound of the rain is too thin to be heard, and the sound of the waves is gradually clear. He looked around to quiet himself. Lu Siyu walked all the way back to the storage room, which should be the core location of the crime. Most of the corridor collapsed. The main beam that fell to the ground yesterday was burned to a piece of carbon black, and the ground was very messy. The whole scene was almost checked, and Lu Siyu walked back along the corridor. The main body of the cake house is relatively intact. The colored lights fall to the ground, and several sofas are too burned to distinguish the original color. In addition to the back of a few rooms, the front of the place burned relatively light. Further on, it is the place where Song Wen broke into yesterday. Two people out of the children's room, not far from the kitchen, Song Wen pointed to one of the tables, said: "I found that girl here last night." "These paintings..." Song Wen always felt that painting could reflect the painter's own mood. He pointed and Lu Siyu took these two pictures. The next painting had been burned to a corner. It was covered with red paint. It looked like blood and fire. Next to it was a man in death's clothes, with a long sickle in his hand. In the first picture, there are many people, each with his eyes closed and his mouth against the balloon, with a man laughing. These two paintings seem to be connected with the paintings in the outer hall, but the contents of the paintings are not so beautiful. Song Wen also went over and flipped a few times, out of which fell two paintings. Because of yesterday's fire, these two paintings have been scorched around, Lu Siyu goes to the desk in the house again. There are some primary school textbooks and extracurricular books on the desk. Because of the explosion and typhoon, they are in disorder everywhere. The roof here is relatively complete. There are limited wet places in the house. There are no footprints and effective traces on the ground. If you have enough time to wear shoes, the traces of quilts will not have enough reference value. Lu Si said: "it seems that there is enough time. We can't rule out misjudgment. After all, these traces can only play an auxiliary role in reasoning." Song Wen recalled the details and said, "it's dressed." Lu Siyu took the picture, looked at the ground and asked Song Wen, "when you rescued her yesterday, was she wearing shoes?" For a moment, song Wenzi responded: "it may be a long time." Song Wen also understood that when he was awakened from a deep sleep, his first reaction was to lift up the quilt and get out of bed. At this time, although the quilt was a bit messy, the corner of the quilt was flat on the bed, which seemed a little cautious. Lu Si language nods: "this bed is a bit neat, not quite like someone to sleep after midnight to get up in a hurry." Song Wen asked, "is there a problem?" At this time on the bed, the sheets and bedding were messy, there were some burning marks, and there were some black fragments and some ashes on them. But Lu Siyu took a few pictures with a faint sound. Next to the tool box, and further outside, there is a small room. At this time, the door is half open, and some pink decorations can be seen in the unburned area. It seems that this is the children's room where girls sleep. It's really close to the back kitchen and the front hall. Because of this, the little girl survived. It is obvious that the saw has been cleaned repeatedly, but the marks on the saw are difficult to completely eliminate. After inspection, we can confirm whether the cake shop has anything to do with the missing girl.Song Wen said: "let me remember. When the police come back here, let them test whether there are blood stains and fingerprints on it." In other words, if the girl's disappearance has something to do with the cake shop, the saw in front of her may be the murder weapon of the corpse. Lu Siyu explained: "when I was in school, I once did a subject experiment. The teacher took us to use different saws to cut the bones of the corpse to summarize what kind of traces would be left. The bone saw wound on the seaside bone should have been left by this kind of saw... " Song Wen nodded. Lu Siyu looked up and said, "do you remember the bone we found by the sea?" Song Wen was puzzled: "what is this thing?" Then Lu Siyu took some pictures of a saw inside. Song Wen is about to close the door, Lu Si language called: "wait a minute." Lu Siyu walks and takes pictures with his camera. They pass by a small cabinet like storage room. Song Wen opens the door and looks at it. It's all mops, brooms, tool boxes and so on. Seeing this, Song Wen summed up: "it's not like a short circuit or an ordinary accident. Now I'm more and more curious about how the explosion happened? Can't it be that woman who sleeps in the middle of the night and gets up and lights her house? " Lu Siyu gave a sound and photographed all the traces. There are still some things in the room that haven't been burned out. He pointed to several silver bullets that had been opened on the ground and said, "it seems that they are also smoking laughing gas..." Song Wen carefully went into the room to have a look, and concluded: "there are two pillows on the bed. This one is the master bedroom. There are women's clothes in the wardrobe. The dormitory next door is almost empty. Maybe after the original boss died, Yang Ling and Yan Min lived together." Then he looked at the dead man's eyes, "there are goose claw marks caused by closed eyes in the outer corner of the eye, and there is no smoke in the cornea. It should be that he met a fire before he died. He was in the burned area of the fire, and the fire and toxic gas soon led to his death." Lu Siyu took several pictures before and after, then squatted down to look at the body: "the hair of the dead curled, because of the fire." After the explosion, the fire soon reached here, his body was not wearing shoes, crawling on the ground, only a little trace of struggle. Lu Siyu and Song Wen enter a nearby room, in which there is a double bed. On the side of the room, there is a small bathroom. At this time, there is a corpse lying on the ground, which is obviously not as badly burned as the storeroom. Although the dead person is beyond recognition, from the rest of his hair and clothes, we can see that the dead person should be the one they have seen before Yang Ling, a cake maker. The storage room is located at the back of the whole cake shop. After two people have checked this place, they come to the front again. It is obvious that the residential area is in front of them, and the excessive area is not as large as it looked last night. In order to protect the scene, Lu Siyu took out the shoe cover and handed it to Song Wen. Lu Si language also some think not to understand, open mouth way: "perhaps is to have what special purpose?" Song Wen also touched some flour with his hand and felt it. The texture was flour. He wondered, "why don't you store the flour in the flour bag and put it in these buckets? Is it for making cakes? " Lu Siyu touched some of it with his fingers this time and smelled it: "he shook his head. It's not the thing you think, maybe it's flour." Is this cake shop selling other contraband besides laughing gas? Song Wen's eyebrows also wrinkled: "isn't it?" -Jamilda-xs63 Lu Siyu didn't answer, and he poked his finger down again. Under the dark color, some white powder appeared on the edge of the bottom of the barrel. Song Wen saw that his expression had changed. He bowed his head and asked him, "what is it?" Lu Siyu's heart moved when he heard what he said. He picked up a larger piece of plastic, reached out and brushed away the black carbon on the surface, touched what was left in it, took it to his nose, smelled it, and frowned. Song Wen thought about how to express it: "it's like the small bucket that children use when they play with sand." then he observed again, "it may also be the abrasive tool needed to make cakes." What is Lu Siyu Song Wen leaned over to have a look: "this color seems to remind me of something..." After high temperature, the plastic had been burned to deformation, almost melted, and turned into some strange round cakes. For a moment, he was not sure what it was before it was burned at high temperature. If it was a plastic basin, it would not feel so small. The scene was very messy, but the plastic blocks still caught his attention. Lu Siyu let out a sound. He took some pictures and looked around. Finally, his eyes fell on some pieces of plastic in the ruins. -Jamida-xs63 if the fire is caused by the short circuit of the wires, then the victims should all sleep in bed. The explosion happened suddenly and violently, even if they ran from the house to check, it was too late.Song Wen looked down at the corpse and said, "her corpse is in this position. I suspect that the fire was not accidentally lit, but because of what she did, which led to the explosion..." The ruins can be vaguely identified as some bags containing coffee powder, sugar powder, flour and other materials, as well as packages containing nitrous oxide and balloons. But all the things inside have been destroyed by fire and explosion. Lu Siyu looked around and said, "maybe it's to check if there's water in the storage room..." Then he added, "a lot of the bread making materials are afraid of water. Maybe there are other possibilities, such as what voice or person she was led here by. " He was a little puzzled and said, "the power was cut off very early in the typhoon last night. She was not sleeping in the house this evening. What did she do here?" Then Song Wen began to look around again. This storeroom is located at the back of the whole cake house. It is an independent building, at least five meters away from the residential area. Song Wen had seen people burned to death before, but none of them burned so seriously. It's hard to imagine that yesterday's landlady had shrunk into such a small group. When Lu Siyu finished, he looked at the hands of the dead, which were in the shape of fistfight. This was because the muscles contracted and flexed when the whole body was carbonized. It looked like the defensive posture of the boxer in the competition. This was one of the characteristics of high temperature burning, but it could not help to judge whether they were burned before or after death. The mouth of the deceased was burned and deformed, so it was difficult to see the inner larynx without autopsy. He opened his mouth and concluded: "it was preliminarily determined that the explosion was the cause of death, and then the corpse was burned, and the specific autopsy was also needed..." "Because of the long-term high temperature carbonization, the body length has been shortened. The dead is a woman, so it should be Yan min..." Lu Siyu looked at the corpse carefully, took some pictures, and then stretched out his gloved hand to check the nose and mouth of the corpse. The corpse was burnt black and hard to touch. It was very difficult to move and check. Lu Siyu went to check. This is the first body they found. Because of the explosion and fire, the whole body was black and charcoal, which was not complete. However, some features could be identified from the appearance of the body. Song Wen moved away a fallen wooden beam. The ash from the burnt wooden beam sent a smell of burnt paste. Song Wen choked and coughed twice: "here, there is a corpse!" Then he squatted down and observed carefully, "the body doesn't look too big..." Lu Siyu looked at the corner, there are some places that have not been burned out, and some pieces of packing boxes: "this should be a place to store materials, and also a place to store a lot of nitrous oxide." The fire has burned the place down, the small storage room has almost collapsed, and only some metal supports remain upright. Two men went to the core of the explosion and combustion, which is the storage room behind the cake house. Because of this, the island is far away from the city, away from pollution, can retain the most primitive style. In case of fire and other accidents, it is too late for rescue and medical treatment. Even communication is easy to be limited, so many young people choose to leave here and go to big cities. This is one of the reasons why there are fewer and fewer Islanders. It's a joke. The environment of the island is relatively closed and there are few people. There are no convenient transportation in some cities or on land. Song Wen almost spewed out a mouthful of blood and said, "well, you're cruel enough. I want to live a few more years..." Lu Siyu put down the camera, and there was no expression on Junxiu's face: "I also like to see stories about the island." Then he recalled, "at that time, the most impressive ones were" no one survived "," big escape "and" the whole story of jinfunan murder "...." While looking for clues, Song Wen broke the silence and said: "I used to like watching some movies about the island. I saw" closed island "from" island horror ". When I came to the B & B yesterday, I thought that the B & B looks very warm. Except for the couple, all the other tourists are quite reliable. I didn't expect such a thing happened that night. " He thought the cake house was not big before, but now it is not small. The area of several hundred square meters is in ruins, leaving a trace of excessive fire. Only the two of them are here to investigate. Lu Siyu took the camera with the telephoto lens removed. When he saw something from time to time, he took a picture. When he pressed the shutter with his finger, the camera made a clear click. With the dawn, countless seabirds wake up and make all kinds of calls. Until now, the signal has not been recovered. The light rain is still falling. They put on their raincoats and step on the scorched earth through their shoes. They can still feel some burning heat. When they step forward, they will hear a creaking sound. The two of them are still in the middle of the fire this morning, where the fire was burning before, but now it is bleak and silent. As soon as they wake up, Lu Siyu and Song Wen go straight here. In order to investigate the scene, Lu Siyu specially takes his newly bought and expensive camera. The previous explosion was sudden and strange. After discussion, they decided to come and check the scene of the explosion.The island is also a difficult point of supervision. Some people often use the island to commit some illegal acts. Before that, there were some cases of using the island to smuggle animals and drugs. The laughing gas sold in the cake house also made a hole. Because the distance is too far and the traffic is inconvenient, we often wait for the policemen to come. The criminal behavior has ended. If we have to stop sailing in a strong wind and have no time to arrive at the scene, the traces will disappear and the useful information can not be extracted, making it more difficult to solve the case. The police force on this island is insufficient. Often a few policemen are responsible for managing more than ten islands, which is called Island patrol. They can only travel between the islands by boat. The island police often need to ride in small boats, toss in the wind and waves, and sometimes crouch in the rough waves. The rampant wind and rain is undoubtedly adding insult to injury. Many things on the scene have been wet by the rain, and many traces have also been damaged. Yesterday's fire burned for three hours, most of the combustible materials in the cake house were burned out, and then the fire was completely extinguished. The burnt earth left a piece of black and white smoke in some places. Lu Siyu walked quickly through the ruins and came to Song Wen. When he passed by a mess, Song Wen held out his hand and gave him a hand. The two men went to the place where there was less fire in front of them. Lu Siyu followed Song Wen's eyes and looked at the traces left on the ground in front of him. They were some white shallow traces, which were hard to find if he didn't look carefully. After a moment's silence, Lu Si said, "I think it should be certain now that this is a well planned murder..."
